4:14 am - The Aftermath

Every time I close my eyes, memories of us flashes by

I hear my laugh and I see your smile

I remember asking myself if this is a blessing or a curse

Its neither those

You were the hurricane

You were the disaster

All this while there isn't an 'us'

You are the ghost that hunts my sweetest dreams

You are the fear I never saw coming

You swept me away with the massacre you make

You will always be that 'thing' (curse and blessing) I never saw coming